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Friday, January 30, 2015

Talented young
ballplayer Clay Love has just been called up from the minors to play major
league baseball. Freelance writer and divorcée Rose Lasting, the world's
biggest baseball fan, wasn't expecting to fall in love when she fell into
Clay's arms, but fall in love she did. Now they are caught up in a whirlwind
romance complicated by the paparazzi, Clay's ex-girlfriend, Rose's ex-husband,
and a stalker who puts Rose's life in grave danger. Saving her life and
catching her attacker takes you on a roller coaster of emotion and intrigue
that you won't soon forget.

Rookie Season is
the first book in the Love in the Ballpark Series, by V.K. Robbins. This adult
erotic romance tale sizzles with romantic and sexual chemistry, emotion, and
suspense. Once you start reading, you won't be able to put it down.

Steve,
Joe, Dave and I were waiting in the living room. I called up to Sam several
times. He didn’t answer.

I was
right. Within a couple of minutes, the paramedics were lifting Sam onto a
gurney. Dave and Morrison held the photographers back so the paramedics could
get Sam to the ambulance.

Steve
took my arm. “Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.” Then he looked at Joe.
“Do you have that paperwork?” Joe nodded. I had no idea what paperwork they
were talking about, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get in the car and get
to the hospital as fast as possible. Joe and Steve got me into the car. Dave
was going to watch the house and Morrison would be following to the hospital in
another car to help with security there, if needed.

All I
could think about was Sam.

In the
car, I asked Steve, “How long was it since anybody saw him? How long could he
have been lying there?”

“I don’t
know,” Steve said.

“I saw
him several hours ago, right after lunch. He said he was tired. He was going
upstairs to rest.”

“So he
could have been there for hours? Oh my god.” I put my head in my hands.

“There’s
something I need to tell you.”

Veronica Robbins is a published author of both
fiction and nonfiction who has been writing professionally for the last 20
years. In addition to writing fiction and poetry (her first love), she is also
an expert grant writer and copy writer.
When she's not writing, she's watching baseball, enjoying her children,
reading, and trying to train her dog, Handsome, who so far has been very
successful at training her. You can follow Veronica on Facebook or through her
blog, A Writer's Journey.

Carrie Philips just wants her junior year at Clement Academy to
go smoothly. Sure, it’s the first high school in the nation to integrate Norms
like her with the Differents. But the Diffs are just typical teenagers with
“tiny” genetic anomalies. They’re not really vampires or werewolves or angels
or zombies like you see in old movies. The Diffs just have special dietary
needs and some unusual abilities. They’re certainly not dangerous or
anything—at least that’s what Carrie has always believed, since her dad is a
doctor of Different medicine.

But when several of her fellow students are mysteriously assaulted, cracks form
in Carrie’s worldview. Cracks she tries to ignore while defending her friends
from anti-Diff backlash and solving the mystery of who’s really behind the
attacks. Meanwhile, she’s distracted by two criminally cute guys who both seem
to like her (and hate each other). Then Carrie uncovers a bombshell that could
forever change how Norms and Diffs see each other. So much for a quiet school
year.

Praise.......

"What happens when you combine vampires, angels, werewolves and zombies
with normal humans? Supernatural insanity! Miche Sipes has created a clever
world, filled with lovable characters, unexpected plot twists and lots of
humor. I loved this book. 5 stars!" --Lynda Hilburn, author of the Kismet
Knight, Vampire Psychologist series

"A refreshing, hilarious blend of every paranormal creature under the sun
(or moon), heavy on the fun and light on the angst!" -- Helen Keeble,
author of Fang Girl and No Angel

Miche Sipes wrote her first play at the age of six and has been
writing creatively ever since. Well, if you don’t count the occasional
decade-long lapse. Miche has lived in Maryland and Florida, but now calls
Colorado home. Whenever she’s not writing—or finding ingenious ways to
procrastinate like ironing shoelaces or flossing her cat’s teeth—she can be
found hiking in the mountains. Then again, there’s a good chance you won’t find
her because she’s probably lost.

It has been six years since the
Awakening and peace in Spokane, Washington is still tenuous at best. The
vampires and shifters are all vying for control of the city and the humans seem
to be the ones suffering the consequences, or so it seems.

Aria Naveed has spent the last two
years of her life fighting to make the many wrongs of the world right, but soon
finds out that the humans aren’t as weak as they appear and may be a more terrifying
foe than any of the other races combined.

When a stranger rolls into town with
trouble on his heels, Aria finds herself trapped in the middle of a battle that
could cost her more than she has bargained for as a fight for justice turns
into an unexpected fight for her life.

The light began to
fade from his eyes as I crawled across the floor in an effort to reach my
father. My nails were raw and bloody as I struggled to carry myself closer to
him, digging into the rough wooden floors with each drag of my body.

I woke gasping for
breath, drenched in a cold sweat, clutching the hilt of my dagger as if my life
depended on it. I frantically looked around the room in search of our attacker
while also taking stock of any injuries. I was perfectly whole.

“It
was just a nightmare,” I told
myself, though that did little to ease the ache in my chest over the remembered
pain. I miss you so much.

Rubbing my hands over
my face, I pushed back the wet, loose tendrils of hair that had escaped my
braid during my fitful rest and returned my dagger to its resting place beneath
my pillow. Taking another deep breath I registered a hint of smoke.

Shit!

My eyes roamed over
the room, frantically looking for the source of fire.

“You have got to be
kidding me!”

I untangled my body
from the sheets, tripping and falling into a heap on the floor before I was
able to crawl out of my covers and retrieve an old shirt. I frenziedly swatted
at the bedroom curtains with the old t-shirt but the flames continued to rise.
Deciding there was no other choice, I ripped the curtains from the window and
rushed to the kitchen.

Throwing the curtains
into the sink and turning the faucet on all the way, I watched as the flames
were snuffed and steam began to rise. The curtains ruined.

Turning the water
off, I allowed my body to slide down the smooth wooden cabinets until my bottom
met the cool tile floor. I folded my arms across my knees and rested my
forehead against them. Closing my eyes I took several deep breaths, my heart
still racing from the effects of the recurring nightmare. This was getting out
of hand. I had thought the nightmares were fading, but something was bringing
the memories back with a screaming vengeance and this was the third time this
week they’d plagued me. I missed my parents but it’d been over six years now.
They weren’t coming back and I needed to let it go. My subconscious needed to
let it go and I needed to let Daniel’s death go. Not the case, no, I wouldn’t
let that go. But his death was affecting me in ways I couldn’t allow to
continue.

I breathed deeply in
an effort to calm my nerves. Small tremors racked my body, the nightmare had
shaken me more that I’d like to admit. My skin was covered in a fine sheen of
sweat. A physical reminder that I needed to relax before I accidentally caught
something else on fire.

Danielle Annett is a reader, writer,
photographer, and the blogger behind Coffee and Characters. Born in the SF Bay
area, she now resides in Spokane, WA, the primary location for her Blood &
Magic series.

Addicted to coffee at an early age, she spends her restless nights putting pen
to paper as she tries to get all of the stories out of her head before the dogs
wake up the rest of the house and vye for her attention.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Years ago, the
McClouds and their friends rescued little Sveti Ardova from ruthless organ
traffickers. Now she’s all grown up, and getting into some scorching trouble of
her own . . .

NO SURRENDER

The risks ex-cop
Sam Petrie has taken have turned his life into a train wreck. So he has nothing
to lose by doubling down as the elusive Svetlana Ardova’s unwanted bodyguard on
her ill-advised trip to Italy. Her crusade against modern slavery has blazoned
a bullseye on her chest, but when one of the death threats against her almost
hits the mark, Sam’s protective instincts go into overdrive. Every lethal
obstacle and trap they encounter ups the stakes—and the undeniable heat between
them.

Now they’re
spiraling in on a deadly and explosive secret—one that could either redeem them
or destroy them … and the closer they get, the shorter the fuse …

Praise for Shannon
McKenna

"The McCloud
series is an auto buy for me." --Maya Banks

"McKenna
writes intense, sensual stories." --The B&N Review

"Shannon
McKenna makes the pulse pound." –BookPage

All
yours. Sam's fantasy head rush was swiftly quenched when Sveti lunged for the
door. He blocked her way. "No way."

"You
heard Tam," Sam replied. "You leave this room, and she comes after my
balls with the bolt-cutters."

Sveti's
chest heaved, which highlighted her excellent nipple hard-on. "What Tam
might do to you is nothing compared to what I will do to you if you try to stop
me from walking out that door."

Sam
reached, and flicked the knob lock. "I'll take my chances."

She
crossed her arms over the nipple jut. "Wrong answer."

"Yeah?
What are you going to do to me? You got a pair of bolt-cutters under your
skirt, too?"

She
snorted. "Most guys seem to think so."

He
admired the hot flush staining her cheekbones. "I don't."

"Good
for you. Congratulations. You're very brave. Now get out of my way. I can't
stand being confined. Not after what happened to me."

He waved
that away. "Don't play the captive-waif-in-the-dungeon pity card with me.
It's old and tired. Move on."

Her jaw
sagged, in utter shock. "You asshole!"

"Yeah,
sure," he agreed. "I have nothing to lose. You already think I'm a
dickhead. Why not say whatever I damn well please?"

Curling
wisps of hair swayed around her chin as she shook her head. "I have bigger
problems than your unrequited crush, Petrie!"

"Burrrrrnnn,"
he murmured. "Tell me about those big problems, since we're shut in here
together. You can start with the death threats."

Her eyes
slid away. "I do not want to discuss that."

"Too
bad. I say we do."

A tense
silence followed that statement. She flicked him a wary glance from under those
long lashes. "You can't bully me," she said.

"You
think not?" he said. "Let's see about that. Spit it out. Who, what,
where and when. Was it that sweatshop bust, six months ago? Those piece of shit
snakeheads Helen Wong and Him Goh?"

Her eyes
went wide and startled. "How do you know about them?"

Shannon McKenna is the NYT bestselling author of
over ten action packed, turbocharged romantic thrillers, among which are the
stories of the wildly popular McCloud series. She loves tough and heroic alpha
males, heroines with the brains and guts to match them, villains who challenge
them to their utmost, adventure, scorching sensuality, and most of all, the
redemptive power of true love. Since she was small she has loved abandoning
herself to the magic of a good book, and her fond childhood fantasy was that
writing would be just like that, but with the added benefit of being able to
take credit for the story at the end. Alas, the alchemy of writing turned out
to be messier than she'd ever dreamed. But what the hell, she loves it anyway,
and hopes that readers enjoy the results of her alchemical experiments. She
loves to hear from her readers.

**Do not read this book if you do not
like fast paced, erotic plots, forward thinking women, dominant and tattooed
Latin men, and dirty sex. Lots of dirty sex. Extra panties are recommended.
Prudes be warned: this book is HOT. For readers 18+**

Ellie
Morgan has played the role of the good girl her entire life. She follows the
rules, works hard, does what she’s supposed to do, and rarely takes an
unnecessary risk. But when she’s turned down again and again for a promotion at
work, Ellie decides she must do something drastic to prove her skills as a
police officer to everyone at work…and to herself.

But
the small drug deal she tries to bust turns out to be bigger and more dangerous
than she ever imagined, and she finds herself kidnapped and smuggled across the
border to Mexico. Her life is now in the hands of Alejandro Calaveras, a
handsome and powerful cartel leader.

Alejandro
promises not to kill her…as long as she agrees to obey him. With his dark eyes,
tattoos, and devil-may-care attitude, Ellie agrees, knowing that submitting to
someone as dangerous and sexy as Alejandro could be her undoing…or her escape.

From
the moment he lays eyes on her, Alejandro is drawn to Ellie. As an American
police officer, Ellie is the forbidden fruit, the enemy, the one who has the
power to destroy him.

After
he gets a taste, he wants more. And Alejandro always gets what he wants.

Emily
Goodwin is the international best-selling author of the stand-alone novel STAY,
The Guardian Legacies Series: UNBOUND, REAPER, MOONLIGHT (releasing 2014), The
Beyond the Sea Series: BEYOND THE SEA, RED SKIES AT NIGHT (releasing 2015) and
The Contagium Series: CONTAGIOUS, DEATHLY CONTAGIOUS, CONTAGIOUS CHAOS, THE
TRUTH IS CONTAGIOUS (Permuted Press).Emily lives with her husband, daughter and
German Shepherd named Vader. She has degrees in psychology and nursing. Along
with writing, Emily enjoys riding her horse, designing and making costumes and
Cosplay.